Release That Witch Raw Novels & Stories

HECTOR BAYES You could have heard a werewolf fart in the silence that followed after I had confronted the witch, starting her down until she released the maiden in her iron claws with a sullen demeanor. “This does not concern you, your highness,” The Witch announced, and a gasp floated through the crowd before the woman added, almost as an afterthought,

‘Belle stop this’ The Witches came forward, ‘Release her Prince Talon’ They said together and he frowned at them, ‘Release her?’ ‘Undo the compelling immediately or you lose her forever, she’s shutting down.’

“You dare come here after what you did!” the witch spat angrily. Alpha Tylor tried to say something, but the witch could not hear him as she was busy choking him. She dropped him to the ground and watched as Tylor coughed uncontrollably. “I came here to make peace.” He finally said when he stopped coughing.

We’ve got to get the fuck out of here. _______________________________________________________ Hakeem Merry and I burst out of the treeline and launch ourselves at the witch in the middle. Both of us are still in our wolf forms as we snap our jaws and claw at the witch. She cackles at seeing us coming at her. “Come on you mutts! Let me show you what real power looks like.” A bolt of purplish-black power shoots from her hands. We dive out of the way, both remaining on our feet.

Nik went ahead to tell them about the Zombie witches. I could feel the dread rolling off of them in waves. "Do you really think I will believe your bullshit?" Alpha Ralph crossed his arms. "No. But you best believe your eyes." He said and at the snap of his fingers, four slaves pushed in a large screen on wheels. It turned on and then a video started playing—a video I hadn't seen before. A man was standing next to an old woman in a black cloak. "That's Adrik and a witch—an extremely strong one."

But before she gets the chance to respond, the witch suddenly slides her finger along the trigger, cocking her wrist so it’s angled towards all three of my allies. “You took too long,” the witch says impassively. A slow, sadistic smile spreads along her face. “Wait, please, we’ll–” Gamma Everly begins. “Oh, shut up,” the witch snarls. She pulls the trigger of the spray bottle, and a fine silver mist settles over Gamma Everly, Alpha Leo, and Wilson.

he whispered again, his tone shaking, “do you remember your father’s message? The one about the Alpha Seal… being with Witch Ana? He called her your mother’s younger sister.” The memory slammed into her chest like a blow. “Yes,” she whispered, her heart hammering. Then louder, as if the truth was branding itself into her soul: “Yes. I remember.” Her voice broke into silence, heavy with finality. “It's like I'm a witch, but then,” she whispered. "Why don't I have the scent of a witch?" Suddenly, the witch stepped closer. With a swift motion, she touched Raina’s neck, and the mark seemed to lift, glowing faintly before sinking back into her skin. In that moment, Raina’s scent shifted, no longe

As a result, she was brought to the precipice of death and was forced to resolve to a drastic measure. She sent a strange vibration throughout the earth and shouted, “Ignoto! I release you from your collar! Now come to my aid!” The witch hollered in the muddy grime for help. Just as she spoke these words, a loud rumble came rushing from within the thatched house that she flew out of earlier.

She slammed her blue-coated hand onto the center of Killian’s chest, right over his heart. SEAR. The sound of burning flesh filled the small hut. Killian’s back arched off the table. His mouth opened in a silent scream, the cords in his neck standing out like steel cables. "Killian!" I cried out, grabbing his hand. "Don't touch him!" the Witch barked. "You will ground the energy! Let him take it!" I pulled back, sobbing, forced to watch. Black veins began to spread from the Witch's hand, crawling under Killian’s skin like living ink. They moved up his neck, down his arms, pulsing with a sickly, dark light.